iPhone

Was stolen, yesterday. Okay, probably better to say "stolen" (quotes key) because, well I basically said to the world of thieves when I left it on our front steps in front of our apartment "Take me, I do not want this anymore. It's a free iPhone. All you have to do is PICK IT UP and IT NOW BELONGS TO YOU" So, I can't exactly claim capital S, stolen. Nonetheless, I am without iBrain today, and am blogging from my good ole fashioned desktop.

What made it worse, was that I went to bed resided in the knowledge that it was indeed gone and that I had better just get some sleep, and deal with it in the morning. As luck would have it, I dreamt that I had found it, and was with a brunette woman who looked like a cross between Rachel Bilson, J, and someone else.

Needless to say, when I woke up and realized not only had it been stolen, but I had temporarily convinced myself (thanks brain!) that I found it, and had to re-realized it was gone AND in a state of sexual frustration by the arousal from my dream, I was burnt and salty this morning.

The more things change, the more they stay the same, is ringing bells.


Around 6 today, I'll be going to get a used (new to me) 3GS from a guy who is selling his to have money for the 4th Gen iPhone that comes out in a few weeks. In a week's time, I'll be laughing at how I got an upgraded iPhone for $250.00, and how It All Worked Out™


For the time being, I am going to reflect on how I could have prevented it.

First of all, there is MobileMe. Second of all, Apple just released a new app for the iPhone called Find My iPhone, that tracks via GPS the location of the handset. On another device, iPhone or iPad, it's possible to locate where the 'stolen' device is, among other things like remote reset, and locking the phone completely.


This is the kind of thing that reminds me what shits people can be. I spend most of my time blissfully unaware of just how desperate people are, as a rule. And given the chance, people will take advantage of a situation without hesitation. I spend my energy focused on the goodness in people, but that is not to the exclusion that desperate people do not make good choices, they make desperate choices. I am grateful I can so easily afford to 'upgrade' my phone today. I am thankful that I have the resources to better my situation without having to prey on someone else. Some people are not that lucky. All I can think is, whomever felt it was worth it to steal my phone, is in a much more desperate place than I am, and deserves my pity because they are living a sad life, one that is hinged on 'I better take this because if I don't I can't get what I need' which is pathetic and worthy of sympathy in it's own right.

Nevertheless, I am sad.
And angry.
It sucks when this kind of thing happens. But it happens.
Better my iPhone than a leg or a finger or a tooth.

Friday Notes

•was up until five am playing GTA IV. Purchased it as an alternative to being able to buy Red Dead Redemption, the most recent offering from R* set in the Wild West. Hopefully, a port to the PC is coming in a few months.

•Lakers are repeat Champions! Texted with Rob during the series with the Celtics, which went to game 7, at the Staples Center. Kobe shot ~20% from the field but pulled down 18 boards and played Allstar D. Gasol, Artest (ARTEST!) + Fish played solid role ball, filling in for Kobe's lack of scoring production. Was an ugly, thuggish series, but the Lakeshow got to win in front of Jack at the Staples Center.




•A few days ago, I had a midday dream that really shook me up. I had found out through Moni that Justine was in a coma and was probably not going to pull through. An emergency procedure was being discussed, but she was too far gone and hanging in limbo about to die. I remember standing in a suburban tract development watching a house six doors down, wanting very much to 'wake her' but all the advice I was getting was that if I was who she saw when she came to, it would be too painful and it was best that I stay away.
When I woke, I groggily stumbled into the livingroom and told K about it. He assured me that it was a great sign; she dying in my dreams is evidence that I am finally moving on...
•about to head to La Banco Popular aka Chase to deposit (f)unemployment moneys...

-All in all, going to be a good weekend. A new GTA IV to play. Multiplayer maybe?

• And I am wanting to 'go out' (maybe)...I don't know, though...it's surprising to me that I am more than a year out since Carina+the Rancho and all the sensuality of that period of time. A year out from being nekkid and sexual with anyone but myself- in part on purpose, in part circumstancial.

So that's another me update in the books, have a great weekend mysterious readership.

Summer time

...is here!
And unlike SF, the Eastbay is hot first thing in the morning. It is at least 70• already, not even 9am. With summer, comes the wiles, the wanderlust, being under the sun, celebrating life outdoors, with friendlies and funs. And if yesterday on our stoop was any foreshadowing, Adeline gets a decent share of eye candy :)
Women on bikes, flip-flops, skirts, skin.





•Notes:
1. I want to travel abroad...now more than ever. I want to meet a variety of sexy beautiful women and ravage them. And, if my on-going education in all things 'smell the roses' is in the least bit based in reality, wisdom suggests women on vacation , travellers, are much freer sexually, than when they are back in the day-to-day of home life.
Where I go is less important: Amsterdam, France, Thailand, Berlin, Prague...If I have a legitimate reason to be where I get to be, as in: for work, for Art, for love...I imagine sex will be ready for another enthusiastic participant to be included.


2. Watched a show last night with Keelan, these two brothers shoot it with digi-cams and edit it all on laptops. DIY Brooklyn scenester-artist guys, travel to Amsterdam and weave a story around 'smuggling' a can of real maple syrup.





- posted by J via iPhone.

Friday

Almost 7am. An electrician is coming over with Josh around 9am to replace the ancient fuse box in my closet. The power will be off for an hour or so. Yesterday, I broke the shower filter, so off to Home Depot this morning I plan to go. At some point early this morning, I woke up, and still have asleep yelled in my confusion (still under the influence of some antagonizing dream) "fuck you Kilo, you're always "
Naturally, when I woke for real I was in a shit mood, hateful + resentful + dislocated.






The last thing I should do when I feel like this is to look in the mirror, the hideous reflection is all the evidence I need to direct it back at myself.
I journaled over coffee, listening to a playlist genius'd on a Silversun Pickups' song.
I watch my computer in a repair routine now. I hardly got online yesterday, and today I am going to go out for a bit, prowl around, ghost about and feel sorry for myself...
It is boring, now.
'Repairing disk errors. This might take over an hour to complete.'
Nice.
Fuck...
Now what?

Teeth

I am sitting at the Berkeley Free Clinic. In about a half an hour a dentist will give me check up. I am still dealing with the surgical site post-op effects a year later. I need several fillings a few RCTs and a crown or three.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
I let this blog slip away, due in large part to how divulgent I've become about personal matters and the criticism I have experienced or internalized or both.






Anyway-
What's new?
Living in Oakland. Most of the day I spend consumed in all things Internet. WoW (it is important to capitalize the second W) has been my preferred reality if that can even be said. Pot consumption, porn usage, isolation and caffeine in-take are up, social engagement, human contact, mobility and sleep are down.
A year ago...what was I doing this time last year...?
Rancho, roadtrip, Isla Vista, healing from mouth surgery, truck sold and gone, friends around me everyday, haunted thoughts about J and V and all the tired old pasts that I seem to be chewing on (even now) and coming to peace within myself, in spite of massive disappointment and remorse.

So, as much as I want to be happy, to feel free, as much as I want to be in love with Life, with the truth of all truths- everything changes- the truth is hard and uncomprimising as often as it is beautiful and real.
- posted by J